My mother called me at 2:13 a.m.
“Don't open your bedroom door,” she whispered.
I heard footsteps in the hallway.
Then someone knocked.
“Sweetheart, it's Mum. Open the door.”
I looked at my phone.
My mother had died six years ago.
The knocking stopped.
Then my phone whispered, “It knows you're alone.”
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